This sequence of events had not been communicated to Bastian by his regular ‘caretaker’, and so he momentarily felt a little confused. However, when Mr. Vega casually and coyly announced that he and the pro escort would be spending a little time alone together before the scheduled delivery, Bastian only smiled and nodded.

Bastian had learned long ago that being a source of pleasure and carnal entertainment for the Mafia and its various shady employees meant that it was oftentimes just too tempting: the various ‘caretakers’, handlers, and bodyguards just couldn’t resist but help themselves to a sampling of the wildly desirable merchandise.

Mr. Vega openly stared and licked his lips as he began to massage the growing bulge in his jeans. Bastian made his way over to a couch and waited for the beefy, bearded bodyguard to join him. Mr. Vega already had his thick, uncut, cannon-sized cock whipped out; Bastian reached for the impressive schlong and began his expert and erotic ministrations with teasing strokes.

With deep moans followed by ragged breath, Mr. Vega let Bastian play with his pulsing cock for a hot minute. But the ornery, deviant Mafia muscle bro had aims to push his dick into the sub slut’s mouth. Bastian got right to work…

Although Mr. Vega’s enormous cock was very thick and wide in girth, Bastian somehow got the entire thing all the way into his sexy mouth and down his throat. The escort’s luscious lips and savory tongue worked that shaft, getting the bodyguard’s erection slick and ready for the ass pounding that both men knew was coming.

Once Mr. Vega had reached the pinnacle of arousal, Bastian kicked off his pants and instinctively got himself into the doggy position. The experienced sex servant was used to taking huge cock on the regular, but Bastian took a steady breath anyway and held onto the back of the couch.

With no spit or lube, the rowdy Mafia man simply aimed his battering ram at the smooth twink hole and pushed inside with no further ado. Mr. Vega groaned with ecstasy as Bastian’s hole was unexpectedly, extraordinarily tight.

And even though Mr. Vega was well aware of the consequences and deep trouble that his compulsive sex drive could get him into, the horny wildman had decided upon first seeing Bastian: he simply couldn’t stop himself- that ass, that body, that face- the boy was just too damn irresistable not to fuck on the spot.

That being the case, Mr. Vega used Bastian’s incredible body to his maximum pleasure. The beefy DILF plowed that sensationally tight bubble butt in every position that came to mind- and there were a lot of them…!

All too soon it seemed, Basitan blew a juicy twink cum wad all over himself as Mr. Vega slammed his cock deeper and deeper inside of him, hitting the sweet spot with each mighty thrust. The thrill of the escort’s anus clenching, spasming as he came was all too much for the impassioned Mafia man- several powerful cumshots erupted from Mr. Vega’s cock, filling Bastian’s insides to capacity.

The sultry twink smiled with satisfaction: another job well done- or perhaps just a deviant dress rehearsal for the services to follow.